Arguments, arguments

Why don't you go exercise? You're so fat.
Hey bitch, back off.
Ladies be nice.
She started it.
I did not. You started it yourself be eating so much.
Sarah, you need to stop telling me what to do in regards to food. I know that I am stressed out and you want me to stop eating and reverse back to my eating disorder habits but that is not going to help anyone. When I go off to college I am going to have to learn to deal with stress in a healthy way. Hold on while I look some homework up.
Fine.
Fine.
Okay. So Sarah you need to be quiet. I understand that you just want to be helpful but you're really not.
See. Ha. Want to beat her with a sledgehammer? Or we could stone her. or draw and quarter her. Oh how about we tie her to a tree with a metal rod stuck in her back and leave her there in a thunder strom.
Hilary. You need to be nice. Stop it. I am not going to impale Sarah on a metal pole in the middle of a t-storm.
nananananana. *sticks out tongue*
Sarah, grow up.
Meah, I hate you.
I hate you too dearie.
HAHAHAHAHA.
You're no better Hilary.
Screw you.
Okay now that you both are mad at me can you go and whisper about what a bitch I am somewhere else so that I can do my work. Thank you.

More Arguments in my Head

Sometimes I just wish that I was adopted. I wish I could go live with someone else, one of my friends maybe. I don't know.
So sore, it feels so good. I love working out.
Yes but you don't want to work out too much. remember that.
I know I know. But I really want to,
But you can't. You know what happens then.
Grrrr, But I WANT to loose weight.
Sarah you may want but I am not going to let you brainwash into thinking that I am fat. I know that I feel fat but that is just you talking. The goal is not to become a skeleton. The goal is to be a healthy weight and maintain that weight so you can go back in your corner and SHUT UP!!!!
Woah woah, Hilary when did you step in. Thank you girl but I can handle Sarah all by myself. I don't need you to step in. I can handle it dear.
Are you sure? I can always hit over the head with an anvil, oooo how about a rust sword or a pretty piece of metal.
No dear, I am good. I do not need your help. I am not going to beat her up, she once had her place and killing her or maiming her is not going to be helpful. So you two can go argue somewhere else but I am done listening to you two go at it so go find some corner where you can have fun but do not hurt each other. I need you both back in one piece.

Hello

Hello. Can anyone here me? Does anyone care? I am in pain and no one cares I just want to get out of here. I hate this place. I need to go, go, go. I don't belong here anymore. I don't fit in. No, it's not that I don't fit in, it's just that I don't fit in the way she wants me to. I am not her minnie-me. I do not belong to her and am not in her control. I just want her to leave me alone but she won't. How can we be related? I never want to be like her. I hate her so much. The bruises are finally gone. They hurt. I hate her for giving them to me. She had no right to touch me. If she ever touches me again I will get a restraining order. She's my mom but I don't care. She cannot just push me around and grab me. I am not a doll that she can do with whatever she wants. I am my own person. She cannot just invade my privacy and take my things and not expect me to go looking for them when she will not give them back. I just wish that she would disappear. I hate her. She doesn't know anything about me and she never will because she doesn't want to know anything about me. My relationship with her is forever broken. There is nothing that she can do to get it back. We never had a great relationship but now we never will have any relationship other than the absolutely necessary one. It's over between us. I am not just her play thing that she can push around. I hate her.